. . . I deeply missed the camels
I recently toured some of the trails around Minyon Falls, in northern New South Wales.
This section of Nightcap National Park protects some of the traditional lands of the Widjabul Bundjalung people, who lived in nature here for thousands of years. Within these forests, the Widjabul still maintain many of their ancient heritage sites and ceremonial places. Continue reading
I’m not a “horse trainer”.
I’m not an “animal communicator”.
I’m not a “dressage instructor”, or a “whisperer”, or a “natural horsemanship” influencer…
What I do is more like… “just a horse”. Continue reading
As the late afternoon sun faded behind scrub-covered hills, I climbed from the rocky slabs and tidal pools up onto a hanging glade of green grasses and herbs. Staring at me from atop the glade was a motionless grey kangaroo and his doe. Our mutual surprise relaxed into a friendly acceptance, as we sat together under creeping dusk, accompanied by distant rumbles and rushes of the grey-blue sea. Continue reading
Descending from the lookout above the falls into the gorge below, then gradually returning to the top, is a moderate 40-minute walking circuit. Starting through ridgeline eucalyptus forest, the trail drops into lush, temperate rainforest – Continue reading
Most domestic camels never get the chance to grow up properly.
There’s a deep well of fundamental information they never learn about themselves, the world, and others.